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The double agent

작가: Authoress Kemira
last update 게시일: 2026-06-10 07:28:41

Nikolai’s POV

The abandoned church on the outskirts of the neutral zone smelled of dust, old incense, and betrayal. Rain hammered the cracked stained-glass windows, casting fractured colored light across the stone floor.

I stood in the shadows of the nave, gun heavy at my side, every sense honed to a razor’s edge. Dmitri and two elite shadows waited outside in concealed positions, but I had come mostly alone—just as Viktor had demanded.

Elias’s son. The words still tasted like poison. Blood of
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